Unfiltered Story #143139

(I work as a cashier. I wear a name tag, and I have a VERY common name: Amber. I can’t tell you how many times I had interactions like this one.)

Customer: *smiling* “Hi there! What’s your name?”

Me: *politely smiling as I scan their items* “Amber.”

Customer: “Ember? That’s neat, since you’re a redhead. Did your mom name you that because of your hair?”

Me: *shaking my head* “No, no. AMBER, not Ember. Like the stone, not like fire.”

Customer: *completely ignoring what I just said* “Ambra? What kind of name is that?”

Me: “Italian, I think. But that’s not my name. It’s Amber.” *points at name tag* “See? Amber. A-M-B-E-R!

Customer: *finally looking at name tag* “Oh, AMBER! Well why didn’t you say so?”

Me: “…”